Reluctant Press Her TV stories are where the transvestite's relationship is exclusively with a woman. They are often forced into crossdressing by that woman and also often end up serving her in various roles.

"Do you trust me?" Bethany asked William when they met later in the week for a quiet drink under Betty's watchful eye. In truth, Bethany wanted to find out if she was really interested in this man. He seemed to be ticking the right boxes but she'd thought that several time before. "Of course, Betty said you were wonderful." William's smile was open and friendly with none of that checkouting out the other girls in the bar whilst he was talking to her. "Here's the first question. Are you serious...

"Dress up as a woman?" he asked uncertainly, feeling the churning of his tomach and a return to drowsiness only to laugh at the girl's joke. Obviously her mother had told her about his experience at the Halloween ball. "I hope not." Sarah glanced toward's Mrs. Wong and smiled, as he half-closed his eyes and rested back against the pillows. "Well we have a real problem. the sheriff has said that we must keep you out of sight to protect you from being seen by the stagecoach robbers. But the...

"It's not a question of too hot!" Sam replied angrily. "I mean, yes it is a question of too hot! You are too hot! You have no idea what it means to go out on the streets dressed in such an outfit!" "Well, I am supposed to be a girl, and look like a girl." Parry said, turning left and right to see himself better in the mirror. "Isn't being a sexy girl an even better disguise? I mean, I'll start doing some exercises to firm up my chest, but for today I look fine." Sam had no idea what to...

He knew that under the shameful corset, he was wearing a white cotton, embroidered women's vest and pettipants-styled drawers with tiers of dainty ruffled lace. Under this there was a garter belt called a hose supporter that hel taut a pair of black silken smooth lisle stockings. It took all his willpower to conceal the guilt and sexual excitement that he felt. "I just can't wear these awful things under my mean's clothes."

"You may be right, but when I'm finished with you, you should be able to talk hair and makeup, maybe dresses and shoes; I don't know about the boys though." "So there's a flaw in the planning," I said. "I'm sure you'll manage. It's not as if you'll be meeting anyone you know," Anna stood and walked to the rack of clothing. "Let's get on with it, shall we; underwear first." "I don't know anything about girl's underwear." "My, we have led a sheltered life, haven't we?" Anna smiled knowingly....

Sissy felt totally trapped and intimidated. How did this crude, ugly beast dare assume that a casino woman would ever consider behaving so lewdly? Did he presume all women to be whores, to perform without question if her price was met? Nature designed her breasts to first attract a man by mimicking her buttocks, and later to feed her offspring. They were ot toys or candy for neolithic slobs. "Listen to me," he thought to himself, "I sound like a prissy, pantied schoolgirl chastizing a...

How did she know he was getting ready for bed? It was that time of night, probably just a coincidence. Nevertheless, he found the gossamer nightie with matching bra and panty and put them on. He fitted the short wig over his head again. He went into the bathroom to brush and floss his beautiful teeth. Returning to his new bedroom, he slid between the cool slippery sheets and turned out the lights. The erotic tension of the day slid into sharp focus as Brandon squirmed in ecstasy between the...

"Say hello to Thomas." The girl kissed me on the cheek. "He's pretending I'm still Thomas to shock you," she said. "I told him that I'm Ginny now, but he keeps pretending that he's forgotten, especially when he can embarrass someone." Desmond too her hand and paraded her in front of me. "This is the finished product of our factory," he said. "See how sinuously she walks on these impossible heels? Watch her hips wiggle unconsciously as she walks. See her hair swing down her back, and the...

Stan was so nervous he felt as though he could be sick. It was a surreal experience stepping outside the studio and out onto a public walkway fully dressed as a woman for the first time in his life, wearing a bra, panties, dress, heeled sandals and makeup all topped of with the wig. Kate and Laura lined an arm each with his as they walked. "We can't be referring to you as Stan all evening." Laura sensibly opened. "So I'm going to suggest that your feminine name is Stacey." Stan blushed as Kate...

"I think I've been raped," Sarah (once Michael) said later that day as recovery became more apparent. Louisa's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "You'd better tell me." "I think it was a set-up," he said. "Karl was here with a makeup artist called Marty. We talked a little about the interview and had drinks with dinner." "Did you start the interview?" "I don't remember; I don't think so." Sarah rubbed her forehead. "It's all hazy. I remember feeling faint and being helped up to this room. It...

Allowing another man to lead him was almost as humiliating.as the dance costume he was wearing. But Danny skated backward, and soon found he did not need to keep looking behind if he trusted and followed the directions Brett sent to hmi through subtle motions of his body. Danny even learned how to execute a spin, as Brett would indicate it through lifting and rotating he boy's arm. Danny and Brett continued to skate like this, face to face Danny held securely in Brett's arms, making wide, lazy...

"Let me look at you," Mother gushed and came and took my hands. "I love the dress, and the makeup. You're such an artist." "And no one would guess I'm a boy." I said. "You're enjoying this aren't you?" "Of course I am." Mother replied. "I always thought you were better as a girl than a boy." "Now it seems you have your way," I replied. "My female persona has been accepted as the inheritor of all this. I've been photographed and introduced in enough places to know that any change to boy status...

Danny looked at the skirt, the leotard, the wig and all the assorted items he still held in his arms. He tossed them onto a chair in disgust. He looked at them again. Was he really thinking of doing this? I mean, the alternative was to be arrested. Although if he put on the waitress uniform he would probably still end up getting arrested, only in a dress. Or possibly spanked and then arrested. In a dress. but $5000! Danny whipped off his Jersey and shorts, deciding to make this decision...

"Maybe if males had more choices in clothing styles and materials, there just might be more reasons for shopping and practicing to create exceptional looks. As things stand now, if you see one male, you've seen them all. What a surprising display you have exposed me to with the opening of the door into the feminine world. I will be a least a full year trying out all of your lovely fashions."

"Oh wow! Oh my God, this feels so fucking unreal."Suddenly Tony could hear Jodie's voice but not through his hears. It was as if the voice was in his head a little as if he was thinking using her voice... but not."Are... are you... in me? He asked in a shaky nervous voice."Yeah, I can feel your heart beating. I can feel your blood pumping through your body. The warmth, the warmth is amazing."Tony tried to sense her. He had this sensation, the kind that you get when you have a nasty shock; when...

I'm pleased, very pleased that Charlotte is back. Nadine leaves the room and comes back with a brand new black leather jacket we bought over the summer in a sale. It is ruched around the hem and even has small pockets. she helps be put it on, pulling out my hair so it sets over the top of the jacket. I draw the up the zip, slightly.I look very natural, very feminine. The white and black dress with the red flowers peeks from under the jacket, it touches my knee and the black tights show off...